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About Me Member Pseudo-Intellectual ai-wintermute19/Male/United Kingdom Recent Activity Deviant for 5 Years
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Fish.lovers float, two alone in skeletal timber with horizons on all sides. Each one cradling the other to grasp at comfort from the rugged boat in which they lie. Soft warm curves break the water with little fuss, just resting on a mirrored plane. A grand view to those not weary of its sight. A perfect half sphere of sky unblemished save a sun’s slow path. Its rays fall on glass vastness, multiplying its radiance. The light sets the sheets tiniest fractures shears rolling over the sun-worn skins of the two sleeping bodies. Two lifetimes burn in minds lost in a sleep, long as memory. His hand slides, shifted by dream movements far removed and fall Fish.
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Current
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impulseStrange concurrent currents  force and contract  Twisting and breaking  till forgotten tissue moves,  a grand procession of thought and current  all to move the simplest of things  to the one think we seek  a smile impulse
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The Same Old CafeCrouched in the corner where garage met house his eyes were wide, trying to see through the darkness. Rough stone of the wall scratching at his coat he shifted his weight slightly, seeking comfort. The dark garden before him was a sheet of dark water, black but the moonlight throwing ripples of light on tiny details he never saw by day. He almost liked times like this, enjoying the quiet and isolation. At peace with an uninhabited world. When other came into that world they served only to ruin it. Only one other person could safely enter without shattering the careful stacking of glass-thin semi-truths combined with misinterpreted fact that w The Same Old Cafe
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Ooooh a deviation

Sat May 21, 2005, 8:05 AM
so yes, deviation at long last.

Sadly that takes it to the grand total of two :/ ahh well, better than nowt as my fictional grandmother used to say.


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  • Favourite genre of music: Blues
  • Favourite artist: Muddy Waters
  • Favourite poet or writer: Lovecraft, Douglas adams, Robert W. Chambers
  • Favourite photographer: J Todd esq.
  • MP3 player of choice: Zen
  • Shell of choice: that of the common hermit crab
  • Skin of choice: hehehehe skin
  • Favourite gaming platform: Good Old Pen & Paper
  • Personal Quote: Purge With Fire
  • Tools of the Trade: hehehehe tool

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~1Cosmo1 Jul 1, 2006, 12:59:18 PM
I see you everywhere:
TS2 Exchange
MTS2
(I heard you joined a new site now as a resident modder)
And Now DeviantArt, so odd so odd you William Gibson/Neuromancer obsessed person.
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~ScarecrowLegionnaire Feb 1, 2006, 7:15:54 AM
Boo! BOO!
C...

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I admire the man that parades three minutes of silence and calls it music, but hate myself when i smash together three lines and call it a haiku.

The fact that some things are not self-explanatory does not mean they should always be explained.
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~Pinnku Dec 13, 2005, 9:31:58 AM
*duck-tapes elder signs and shoggoths to your account, giggles and prances off*

You know, all in the spirit of the holiday :D

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"I prefer the wicked rather than the foolish. The wicked sometimes rest."
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~Amystyka Nov 13, 2005, 6:27:20 PM
thanks for adding a piece on to ur faves ^_^
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~ai-wintermute Oct 28, 2005, 4:15:58 PM
mmmm i might actually be back.....

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To Live Here Is To Live, There Is No Difference
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~ai-wintermute Mar 14, 2005, 7:51:04 AM
Oooh a chain letter type thing !! **squeals and skips with joy** i must hurry along and give this to someone else, oh the fun. Why i havent enjoyed myself this much since i was kid. scurrying home from school and buying 20p worth of sherbet lemons. Oh the fun we had. Now of course i am an embittered 40 year old living in a 19 year old pillock with bad hair. the years of distrust and paranoia have built up in im a sort of.... hatred towards the obligation of fun. I lie awake at night just thinking of how much i hate forced joility. You could bottle it, really you could. Then we could sell it to people like you, smear anothers ire and bitterness over a smug sense of self satisfaction. Drowning it in, what is essentialy the fatty tissue runoff from a mind that cares not for the mortal world and the lives of those who fill it that dont think about who they are, and never realise thier potential. Albeit that that potential may be simply to get out once in a while and simply notice that there is a world around them.

Is it possible to choke on your own self-righteousness? My throat is feeling awfully tight......

I feel much better now.

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To Live Here Is To Live, There Is No Difference
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~timmi-1 Mar 13, 2005, 1:02:14 AM
YOU HAVE BEEN BITTEN!

Spread the DA love around! A vampire just bit you...lol! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)

*dingding* RULES:
1- You can bite the person who bit you!
2- You can bite the same person as many times as you see fit!
3- You -MUST- spread the vampire lovin' people! At least 4...
4- You should bite in public! Paste it on their user page!
5- Random bites are perfectly okay!
6- You should most definitly get started biting right away!

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~ai-wintermute Mar 9, 2005, 12:04:47 PM
Will no-one comment on what little work i have? Even bad comments can only make it better :crying:

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To Live Here Is To Live, There Is No Difference
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~ScarecrowLegionnaire Jun 30, 2005, 1:22:32 AM
I will when i finish my exams!

Be patient, you tall self-righteous person.

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I admire the man that parades three minutes of silence and calls it music, but hate myself when i smash together three lines and call it a haiku.

The fact that some things are not self-explanatory does not mean they should always be explained.
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